Yesterday Leo was a big-time fuss-gus. Big time.
This was a rare moment where I was laughing about it. There were also 3 times I was crying to Dave because I could not figure out what little man wanted. Add to it that he completely skipped a couple of his naps and you have one angry, tired, out-of-sorts baby. And one sad, tired, out-of-ideas mama. And one Dave having to handle two criers.
Still, grateful for our little dude, fuss-gus days and all.